- Vol. 03
- Chapter 04
When we Walked with Jesus
Dear Mr Pitchfork, I used to love a girl from the A1 corridor who looks just like Mrs Pitchfork. I was always a periphery man, preferring the atheist cookbook, to anything Godly.
She loosely believed in Jesus Christ her Saviour, made it clear if we had kids then each and every one would have their head wet in a font. I asked if she understood the concept of original sin, if she believed that kids were inherently
evil. Oh no, she said oh no, I'm just a girl from the A1 corridor and that's what we do, we drive with Jesus. Fine I said, fine, but I could feel the keys to my car burning deeply in my pocket.